We never know what a day will bring. Although a great barometer is what your attitude feels like when you jump out of bed in the morning.
For whatever reason, I bounded out of bed today with glee. Not a dance, with glee.
It was a solid warm sleep with sweet dreams, I didn’t hear raindrops on the coach house roof. I wasn’t running late.
I had time.
To savour the morning.
I packed in the usual routine. When I opened the door I was greeted with a soft oasis of glimmering morning colours on the reflective light grey ocean.
Again, I had the time. To stop and pull the iPhone out and take a picture.
The morning row to shore reasoned peace with each dip of the oar.
I was so grateful.
The stage was set. For a beautiful day.
Tonight I nestle in with the words extreme gratitude.